Day Old Blues Lyrics

Day Old Blues lyrics

Toss me a breath, when you hold me down

hot like a razor on my face

something's growing that don't help me now

paging the doctor just in case



Low and behold things are killing me

silly expectations of a dream

girls are gonna love the way i toss my hair

boys are gonna hate the way i seem



Day old, day old, day old

day old, day old, day old, day old blues



Peach Christmas lights spitting German ling

feels like a fast or homeless sleep

at least there's a record that i love to playe

dreaming about a place i'll never see



Betty, Betty, Annie is a praying

baby with a man like a lung

Smell her crying fighting back a fever

mad as hell give up